A Poem.
Valentine Day
They say love is in the air on this day,
Men searching for the perfect gift,
Everybody running around trying to make everything perfect,
Trying to prove there love for eachother,
So what is it really that makes Valentine Day so important,
Is it the dead beet boyfriends trying to get a gift at last minute,
Or is it the way the women expect to be treated special,
And not give the guy anything,
What soes make it so special,
The fact that it was made around a guy wearing a diaper shooting arrows at peoples asses,
If you ask me I believe nothing that is said about love,
It is a four letter word,
The other four letter word that comes with love,
Is pain,
So if you ask me I would say that love doesn’t exist,
So neither should Valentine Day,
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